On a recent jaunt to London, Rhiannon, Dr G and I went to Highgate Cemetary. Specifically, we went to Highgate Cemetary East. Admission was £3. I don’t know if you have to pay to get into Highgate Cemetery West. Maybe it’s free there because the residents aren’t as accomplished. Honestly, I’d never got an inferiority Read More
We've been moved for a month now and have finally recovered from the soul-sapping trauma of two trips to Ikea. It took ages to get the internet hooked up. Gareth being a curmudgeon really relished the return to the dark ages, but after three weeks even he cracked and went over to his folks' place Read More
Haggis, cheese and panini – together at last. But £5.65?!
“Is this how you spell fragile?” Gareth asked. “Umm… sure.” We’re moving house this weekend and so our brains are melting. I’d forgotten how much of a palaver it is – I’d mentally skipped ahead of the part where you’re kicking back with a bucket of wine in the new place. But first you have Read More
My favourite Tweets from election night:
Aside from that time I chased guisers down the street, I’ve not done anything Halloweeny since I moved to Scotland. But this year it was totally spooktastic. Gareth carved two pumpkins - one for us and one for his Mum’s birthday, coz Mum’s dig the handmade gifts. We dooked for apples at work. Then Hippo played a Read More
As of today I'm 31. Bloody hell. Dr G gave me a present* wrapped in sandpaper and duct tape! That charmed my pants right off. Realising at the last minute that we were all out of paper, he was inspired by The Durutti Column's 1981 album, Return of the Durutti Column, which had come in Read More
Skive is one of my favourite Scots words. I'm not sure if it's used down south too? It worries me that it just took ten minutes of head-scratching to remember that the Australian verb for skipping school is to "wag". I need a trip home before I forget our language completely! Really need to write Read More
Look to the Cookie, originally uploaded by Shauna. Our New York hols are sadly at an end. This here is a black and white cookie as seen on Seinfeld ten years ago; I had to give it a crack. It's cakey as opposed to cookie-ish, nice and spongey with deliciously gooey icing. Like someone ran Read More
Draft entry from last September when I was addicted to Nigella Express and Gareth tried to contain his disdain for poncy food programmes. Notes Nigella still foxy Has abandoned suggestive deep-throating of runner beans Still does “Spontaneous” Midnight Fridge Raid at the end of every episode. SHAUNA: I wonder where you get that garlic oil? Read More
